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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=472315" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Village Schoolmaster</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way<br>With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay,<br>There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule,<br>The village master taught his little school;<br>A man severe he was, and stern to view,<br>I knew him well, and every truant knew;<br>Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace<br>The days disasters in his morning face;<br>Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee,<br>At all his jokes, for many a joke had he:<br>Full well the busy whisper, circling round,<br>Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd:<br>Yet he was kind; or if severe in aught,<br>The love he bore to learning was in fault.<br>The village all declar'd how much he knew;<br>'Twas certain he could write, and cipher too:<br>Lands he could measure, terms and tides presage,<br>And e'en the story ran that he could gauge.<br>In arguing too, the parson own'd his skill,<br>For e'en though vanquish'd he could argue still;<br>While words of learned length and thund'ring sound<br>Amazed the gazing rustics rang'd around;<br>And still they gaz'd and still the wonder grew,<br>That one small head could carry all he knew.<br>But past is all his fame. The very spot<br>Where many a time he triumph'd is forgot.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Oliver+Goldsmith">Oliver Goldsmith</a><div class=q>
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With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay,
There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule,
The village master taught his little school;
A man severe he was, and stern to view,
I knew him well, and every tr..."></div>
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